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THE  ELIZABETH  GORDON 
CHILDREN'S  SERIES 

THE  BUTTERFLY  BABIES'  BOOK 

WATERMELON  PETE  AND  OTHERS 

GRANDDAD  COCO  NUT'S  PARTY 

DOLLY  AND  MOLLY  AT  THE  SEASHORE 

DOLLY  AND  MOLLY  AT  THE  CIRCUS 

DOLLY  AND  MOLLY  AND  THE  FARMER  MAN 

DOLLY  AND  MOLLY  ON  CHRISTMAS  DAY 


WATERMELON  PETE 


WATERMELON  PETE 

AND  OTHERS 


By 

ELIZABETH  GORDON 

Author  of 

THE  BUTTERFLY  BABIES'  BOOK 
THE  DOLLY  AND  MOLLY  SERIES 
GRANDDAD  COCO  NUT'S  PARTY 


Pictured  by 

CLARA  POWERS  WILSON 


RAND 

CHICAGO 


McNALLY     &  COMPANY 

NEW  YORK 


Copyright,  1914, 
By  Rand,  McNally  &  Co 


THE  CONTENTS 

PAGE 

Watermelon  Pete   11 

Piggy's  Thistle  Whistle   25 

Lady  Bug  Goes  Shopping   33 

Little  Baby  Elephant  and  his  New  Clothes  ...  36 

Little  Brown  Hen   55 

The  Little  Brown  Dog  and  the  Little  White  Cat  64 

The  Woodpecker  Bird  and  the  Owl   70 


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WATERMELON  PETE 

Once  there  was  a  little  darky 
boy,  and  his  name  was  Watermelon 
Pete.  They  called  him  Water- 
melon Pete  because  his  mouth  was 
just  the  shape  of  a  big,  slice  of  ripe 
watermelon. 

One  night  when  old  Mr.  Moon 
was  looking  in  Watermelon  Pete's 
window7,  and  shining  so  bright 
that  he  couldn't  go  to  sleep  at  all, 
all  at  once  he  began  to  feel  hungry. 
And  he  said,  "Oh,  dear,  I  wish  I 
had  a  nice  big  piece  of  watermelon 
to  eat!" 

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And  then  a  naughty  little 
Blackie,  who  was  sitting  on  Water- 
|  melon  Pete's  bedpost,  just  hoping  III 
that  he  would  want  to  get  out  of 
bed  and  get  into  mischief,  said,  "I 
know  where  there  are  some  water- 
melons. Farmer  Brown  has  some 
down  in  his  watermelon  patch. 99 

And  Watermelon  Pete  listened 
to  what  the  naughty  little  Blackie 
said,  and  then  he  crawled  out  of 
bed,  and  ran,  oh,  so  fast,  down  to 
the  fence,  and  scrooged  through  a 
hole  in  the  fence,  and  ran — pitter- 
patter,  with  his  little  bare  black 

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m&sm 


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feet — down  the  path  to  the  water- 
melon vines. 

Then  he  ate,  and  he  ate,  and  || 
he  ate,  so  many  watermelons!  And 
by  and  by  he  went  to  sleep  under 
a  watermelon   vine.     And  Mr. 
Moon  went  to  bed. 

Then  pretty  soon  old  Mr. 
Rooster  woke  up  and  said,  "Cock- 
a-doodle-doo-oo!  Farmer  Brown, 
I'm  calling  you-oo-o!  It's  time 
to  get  up!" 

So  Farmer  Brown  got  up  and 
dressed  himself,  and  went  out  of 
doors.    And  then  Farmer  Brown 

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said,  "Well,  I  guess  I'll  go  and 
see  my  watermelons. "  And  when 
he  got  there  he  said,  "Why  !"  just 
like  that.  "Why,  where  are  all  my 
lovely  watermelons?" 

Then  little  Mrs.  Hoppy  Toad 
came  out  from  under  a  burdock 
leaf  where  she  lived,  and  said  in 
her  funny  little  way-up-high  voice, 
"Farmer  Brown,  I  know  who  ate 
your  watermelons! " 

"Do  you,  Mrs.  Hoppy  Toad?" 
said  Farmer  Brown.  "And  will 
you  tell  me  who  it  is?" 

"Oh,  yes,  Farmer  Brown,"  said 

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little  Mrs.  Hoppy  Toad,  in  her 
little  way-up-high  voice.  "  Water- 
melon Pete  ate  your  watermelons, 
and  he  is  asleep  under  your  vines. " 

And  then  Watermelon  Pete 
woke,  and  he  was  so  frightened, 
because  he  had  been  naughty,  that 
he  ran  pitter-patter,  pitter-patter, 
up  the  path,  and  what  doyoit  think? 

He  was  so  full  of  watermelon 
that  he  could  not  get  back  through 
the  hole  in  the  fence,  and  Farmer 
Brown  caught  him!  And  the 
naughty  Blackie  just  sat  on  a 
fence  post  and  laughed  because  he 

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had  made  Watermelon  Pete  get 
into  mischief! 

And   Watermelon  Pete  said,  { 
"Please,  Farmer  Brown,  please 
don't  punish  me,  and  I  will  never 
eat  your  watermelons  any  more!' 

And  Farmer  Brown  said,  "All 
right,  Watermelon  Pete,  I  will  let 
you  off  this  time.  But  you  must 
never  listen  to  that  naughty 
Blackie  again.  Now  go  and  get 
the  cow  and  milk  her,  and  then 
come  to  breakfast." 

And  Mrs.  Farmer  Brown  gave 
Watermelon  Pete  a  whole  plate 


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full  of  brown  cakes  for  his  break- 
fast, with  crinkly  cronkly  sirup 
on  them.  {[!  I 

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«S        But  the  naughty  Blackie  »£» 

couldn't  have  any. 


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I   PIGGY'S  THISTLE  WHISTLE 

||J  A  funny  little  Piggy  to  the  market 
went, 

To  buy  himself  a  whistle  with  a 
bright  new  cent. 


But  the  shop  man  said,  "I  have  no 
penny  whistle," 
\  So  Piggy  made  himself  one  from  a 
prickly  thistle. 


4ft   Piggy  said,  "This  thistle  whistle's 
quite  as  good  as  any; 
I'll  buy  an  apple  pie  with  my  bright 
new  penny." 

When  he  bought  his  apple  pie,  said 

the  baker,  "Here's  another," 
And  Piggy  took  them  home  to  his 
dear  old  mother. 


And  his  father  and  his  mother,  and  ^ 

his  little  sister  Wee,  \\p 

Were  very,  wry  happy  with  apple  |U 

pie  for  tea.  $g 

After  supper  all  the  Piggies  came 

in  from  'cross  the  way, 
To  see  Piggy's  thistle  whistle,  and 
ask  him  if  he'd  play. 


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Piggy  whistled  gayly  a  good  old- 
fashioned  dance, 
And  every  little  Piggy  began  to 
sing  and  prance. 

And  oh,  such  fancy  dancing,  until 
Mother  Piggy  said, 
H|   "The  Piggy  sandman's  coming. " 

So  they  all  went  home  to  bed. 


LADY  BUG   GOES  SHOPPING 

j  Mosquito   was  strolling   one   day  | 
through  the  town,  C 
wt\        Enjoying  the  balmy  spring  air,  ||| 
When  whom  should  he  meet,  with 
her  two  little  babes, 


f«g        But  dear  little  Lady  Bug  fair. 


"Lady  Bug,  Lady  Bug,  what  do 
you  seek 
In  the  streets  of  the  busy  town?" 
"Sir,  I've  been  to  the  spiders  to 
buy  me  a  web, 
For  my  polka-dotted  gown." 


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"Lady  Bug,  Lady  Bug,  fly  away 
home," 

Said  old  Mr.  Grasshopper  Gray, 
The  town  crier  fears  that  your 
children  will  burn; 
Your  house  is  on  fire,  they  say." 

«g?  "Your   story   is  old,  Mr.  Grass- 
hopper Gray," 
The  Lady  Bug  said,  "for  you  see 

t|    My  cottage  is  standing,  my  children  !«$ 

are  safe, 
For  I  took  them  shopping  with 


LITTLE  BABY 
ELEPHANT 

AND  j 

HIS  NEW  CLOTHES 

Once  there  was  a  Daddy  and  a 
Mammy  Elephant,  and  they  had 
a  little  Baby  Elephant.  ^ 

When  Daddy  Elephant  came 
home  one  day  he  found  his  dear 
little  Baby  Elephant  crying  great 
big  tears! 

And  Daddy  Elephant  kissed 
him,  and  said,  "Why,  what's  the  | 
matter  with  my  little  Baby  Ele- 
phant?" 


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And    Baby    Elephant  said, 
"Why,   Daddy,    I've   worn  my 
stockings  all  out,  and  I  haven't  j|J 
any  more  to  put  on." 

"Istkat  all?"  said  Daddy  Ele- 
phant. "Well,  come  along,  and 
we  will  go  and  see  if  we  can  find 
some  stockings  for  you." 

So  they  went  a  long  way, 
through  the  Jungle,  until  they 
came  to  Mrs.  Lion's  store,  and 
they  went  in. 

"Good  morning,  Mrs.  Lion," 
said  Daddy  Elephant,  very  po- 
litely. "Have  you  some  stockings 


that  you  will  sell. me  for  my  little 
Baby  Elephant?" 

"Well,  now,  Daddy  Elephant,"  || 
said  Mrs.  Lion,  "I  don't  believe 
I  have  any  that  would  fit  him; 
they  are  all  so  small.  But  if  you'll 
take  a  seat,  I  will  ask  my  little 
Lions  to  make  him  some." 

So  she  called  four  of  her  little 
Lions,  and  asked  them  if  they 
would  make  some  stockings  for 
Baby  Elephant.  They  said  they 
would  be  pleased  to  do  it,  and  so 
they  got  some  balls  of  wool  and 
began  knitting  so  busily  with  their 

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shiny  knitting  needles,  click,  click! 
click,    click!   that    pretty  soon 
\   there  they  were,  four  nice  long  new 
stockings,  one  for  each  foot. 

Then  Daddy  Elephant  paid  for 
the  stockings  and  put  them  on 
Baby  Elephant.  And  Baby  Ele- 
phant said,  "  These  are  perfectly 
lovely  new  stockings,  Daddy,  but 
now,  do  you  know,  I  believe  I  ought 
to  have  some  new  shoes,  so  I  won't 
spoil  my  nice  new  stockings/' 

And  Daddy  Elephant  said, 
"Why,  what  a  funny  little  Baby 
Elephant  you  are!    Just  as  soon 


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as  you  get  one  thing  you  think  of 
something  else.    But  come  along, 
|    and  we  will  see  if  we  can  find  you  \ 
some  shoes/' 

So  they  went  a  long,  long  way 
through  the  Jungle,  until  they 
came  to  Mrs.  Tiger's  store. 

'  Good  morning,  Mrs.  Tiger," 
said  Daddy  Elephant,  very  po- 
litely indeed.  "Have  you  some 
shoes  that  you  could  sell  me  for 
my  little  Baby  Elephant?" 

"Why,  no,  Daddy  Elephant," 
said  Mrs.  Tiger,  "I  haven't  any 
big  enough  for  him.  But  if  you  will 


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take  a  seat  and  wait,  I  will  call 
my  Tiger  shoemakers,  and  have 
some  made  for  him." 

So  they  waited  patiently  while  *f< 
the  Tiger  shoemakers  made  some 
shoes.  "Tip-a-tap,  tip-a-tap,  tip- 
a-tap-too!"  went  the  hammers, 
until  pretty  soon  there  they  were, 
four  nice  new  red  shoes  with  one 
for  each  foot. 

Then  Daddy  paid  Mrs  Tiger 
for  them,  and  put  them  on  and 
buttoned  them  up,  and  Baby 
Elephant  said,  "My!  These  are 
lovely  new  shoes,  Daddy,  and  I 

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thank  you,  but  now  I  look  so  nice, 
shouldn't  I  have  a  hat?" 

And  Daddy  Elephant  laughed 
and  said,  "Well,  you  are  a  funny 
little  Baby  Elephant.  But  come 
along,  and  I  will  see  if  I  can  find 
a  hat  for  you." 

So  they  walked  and  walked  a 
long  way  through  the  Jungle,  and 
after  a  while  they  came  to  Mrs. 
Monkey's  millinery  store. 

And  Daddy  Elephant  said,  oh, 
very  politely,  "How  do  you  do, 
Mrs.  Monkey?  Have  you  your 
new  spring  hats  in?    My  little 

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Baby  thinks  he'd  like  a  hat." 

And  Mrs.  Monkey  said  that 
she  did  n't  believe  she  had  a  hat 
that  would  quite  fit  Baby  Ele- 
phant, because  they  were  very 
small  this  season,  but  that  she 
would  make  him  one.  So  she  sent 
her  little  Monkeys  out  into  the 
Jungle,  and  pretty  soon  they  came 
back  with  some  palm-tree  leaves. 
And  she  sewed  them  into  the 
prettiest  hat  you  jever  saw. 

But  Baby  Elephant  wanted 
trimming  on  his  hat.  So  she  found 
some  ribbon  grass,  and  made  some 

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bows,  and  rosettes,  and  put  them 
on  and  Daddy  Elephant  paid  her 
|  for  it,  and  they  started  out  again,  jll 
Then  Baby  Elephant  laughed. 
"Daddy,  don't  I  look  funny  with 
my  stockings  and  shoes  and  nice 
new  hat,  and  no  coat  on?" 

And  Daddy  said,  "Oh,  you 
funny  baby!  Well,  come  along, 
and  we'll  see  if  we  can  find  you 
a  coat."  And  they  walked  and 
walked,  and  nobody  could  make  a 
coat  until  they  came  to  where  the 
Tailor  Bird  lived.  And  he  said  he 
could  make  a  coat,  "Just  as  easy  V 9 

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So  he  took  a  big  piece  of  cloth, 
and  spread  it  on  the  ground,  and 
|  laid  Baby  Elephant  down  on  it, 
and  cut  a  coat  just  like  him,  but 
he  got  it  a  good  deal  too  big,  and 
it  has  wrinkled  ever  since. 

But  Baby  Elephant  liked  it,  and 
was  very  proud  of  his  pretty  new 
things,  and  promised  his  Daddy 
he  would  keep  them  all  very  nice. 
And  when  he  got  home  he  ran  and 
kissed  his  Mammy  Elephant,  who 
had  just  begun  to  wonder  where 
he  and  Daddy  had  been  all  day, 
And  then  they  all  had  supper. 

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LITTLE  BROWN  HEN 

Little  Brown  Hen,  one  warm 

spring  day, 
Made  a  nest  in  the  barn,  in 

the  clover  hay. 

Said  Little  Brown  Hen,  "Eggs 

are  so  dear, 
The  Farmer  Boy  might  come 

in  here, 


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"So  I  really  believe  it  may 

be  wise, 
To  hide  my  nest  from  his  bright 

blue  eyes." 

The  Bossy-calf  saw  her  very 
well, 

But  she  knew  the  Bossy-calf 
would  n't  tell. 

And  every  day  when  the  clock 

struck  ten, 
With    a    cheerful    song  that 

Little  Brown  Hen 


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si*3* 


Laid  an  egg  in  the  nest  in 
the  clover  hay, 

Until  she  had  twelve  eggs  hid- 
den away. 


In  that  nest,  which  was  almost 

out  of  sight, 
Sat  Little  Brown  Hen,  both 
day  and  night; 

And  the  Bossy-calf  knew  her 
secret  well, 
^     But    the     Bossy-calf  would 
never  tell. 


And  the  little  gray  mice  came 

there  to  play, 
To   amuse   the   Little  Brown 
Hen  all  day, 

Till  one  morning,  oh,  such  a 
J&J  pretty  sight, 

22&?      Out    in    the    sunshine  warm 


and  bright! 


|||  Little  Brown  Hen  —  proud, 
${jit  happy  dame — 

With     twelve     little  fluffy 
chickens  came! 


Said  Baby  Fritz,  with  a  joy- 
;  ous  shout, 

"Look,  Buddie,  the  chicks  are 
all  popped  out!" 


You    should    have    seen  the 

Farmer  Boy! 
His  eyes  were  all  bulged  out 

with  joy. 


But    the    Bossy-calf    did  n't 
see,  alas! 

p     He  was  out  in  the  meadow,  j 
eating  grass. 


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THE  LITTLE  BROWN  DOG 
AND  THE  LITTLE  WHITE  CAT 

|  The  Little  Brown  Dog  had  a  little  j 
cold  nose, 
O  me,  O  my!  Tm 
The  Little  White  Cat  had  pins  in 
her  toes, 
O  me,  O  my! 
The  Little  Brown  Dog  poked  his 

little  cold  nose 
Too  near  the  pins  in  the  little  Cat's 

toes!  g& 
Said  the  Dog,  "Woo,  ow!"  Said  the  i 
Cat,  "Meouw!" 
O  me,  O  my!    O  me,  O  my! 

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Said  the  Little  White  Cat,  "I  did 
not  know, 
O  me,  O  my! 
That  my  sharp  little  pins  could  hurt 
you  so. 
It  makes  me  sigh!" 
Said  the  Little  Brown  Dog,  "If  you 

didn't  know, 
That  makes  it  well,  so  let  it  go." 
Laughed    the    Dog,    "Bow-wow !" 
Laughed  the  Cat,  "Meouw!" 
O  me,  O  my!    O  me,  O  my! 


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■  Said  the  Little  Brown  Dog  to  the 
)  Little  White  Cat, 

"O  me,  O  my! 
There's  a  bowl  of  cream  on  the 
kitchen  mat. 
O  me,  O  my!" 
They  ate  the  cream,  and  after  that, 
The  best  of  friends  were  the  Dog 
and  Cat, 

e»|   And  the  Cat  sings,  "Meouw!"  and  1«£ 
the  Dog,  "Bow-wow!" 
O  me,  O  my!     O  me,  O  my!  \ 


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A  A 


THE  WOODPECKER  BIRD 
AND  THE  OWL 

Said  the  woodpecker  bird, 
"I  have  just  overheard 

Wise  Owl  telling  how  to  &S* 
be  happy. 


"You  must  sing  your  own  song, 
Stay  where  you  belong, 

And  play  fair  with  every 
chappie. " 


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By  ELIZABETH  GORDON 

With  illustrations  in  color  by  M.  T.  ("PENNY")  ROSS 
80  pages.    Boxed.    $1.00  net. 

The  idea  of  the  verses,  in  such  simple  form  that  they  can  easily  be 
committed  to  memory,  is  to  instruct  the  child  in  butterfly  lore,  near 
which  shrubs,  flowers  or  trees  each  is  likely  to  be  found,  etc.  The 
butterflies,  beautified  with  baby  faces  and  figures,  seem  to  flit  from 
page  to  page.    To  children  they  will  be  both  an  inspiration  and  a  joy. 

THE  FLOWER  BABIES'  BOOK 

By  MRS.  WALTER  DILL  SCOTT 

With  illustrations  in  color  by  M.  T.  ("PENNY")  ROSS 
80  pages.    Boxed.    $1.00  net. 

In  these  dainty  and  novel  pictures,  beautifully  printed  in  art  colors, 
exquisite  baby  faces  appear  in  the  flowers.  Each  verse  contains  its 
own  plea  for  preservation —  the  rose,  the  lily,  the  daisy,  and  others — 
and  will  make  a  lasting  impression  on  the  child's  mind. 

NO  PRETTIER  BOOKS  THAN  THESE 

GRANDDAD  COCO  NUT'S  PARTY 

By  ELIZABETH  GORDON 

With  30  illustrations  in  color  by  FRANCES  BEEM 
Boards,  80  pages.    65  cents  net 

A  fanciful  little  tale  which  will  add  to  the  large  circle  of  Elizabeth 
Gordon's  youthful  admirers.  In  response  to  Granddad  Coco  Nut's 
invitation,  nuts  from  all  over  the  world  come  to  attend  his  birthday 
party.   The  sort  of  story  to  keep  the  little  ones  amused. 


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